Sure enough, early the next morning, Wen Li was preparing to set off to shoot the advertisement and photos of the spokesperson when she saw Pei Daguang standing at the villa entrance, looking around.
Wen Li immediately gave the bodyguards a look, and Pei Daguang was about to speak when the bodyguards knocked him back.
"Miss Wen, I'm genuinely asking for your help!" Pei Daguang, despite being beaten up, didn't seem too angry. He covered his bruised and swollen face and said, "I'll give you whatever amount of money you want."
Wen Li stood at the entrance of the villa, with the Xun Dao Sect's nameplate, which she had made herself, above her head. In the sunlight, Wen Li's hair seemed to be shining.
Pei Daguang looked over and was stunned for a moment.
“Pei Daguang, you should always strive to be kind in your conduct and actions. I can see with my own eyes whether the employee who died suddenly was because of you. Let me remind you again, since you're thinking of praying to gods and Buddhas to change your fate, you should do your best to make amends for what has already happened, otherwise—”
Wen Li narrowed her eyes and suddenly noticed that Pei Daguang's body was covered with a lot of death energy. The soul of a grayish-blue transparent old man was tearing at Pei Daguang's neck, his eyes filled with hatred.
She is the mother of the employee who died suddenly.
Wen Li paused, then suddenly smiled and said, "Otherwise, you might die a violent death one day."
After saying that, Wen Li got into the car.
Pei Daguang was finally enraged: "Who do you think you are? Do you really think I can't live without you! If you don't want me, there are other people who want my money!"
Pei Daguang angrily cursed, only to find that his bodyguards were once again stirring and heading in his direction.
Pei Daguang: !!!
He stopped cursing and quickly got into the car.
But what he didn't notice was that a small yellow paper cutout of a person had been quietly pasted onto his license plate.
When Pei Daguang returned to the company, his phone suddenly beeped with two messages.
"Traffic Police of City A": Your small car was found to be without license plates on the Jinjiao Ring Road. You will receive 9 demerit points. Please handle this matter within 30 days of receiving this notice.
"Traffic Police of City A": Your car ran a red light on the suburban ring road today. You will receive 6 demerit points. Please handle this within 30 days of receiving this notice.
Pei Daguang was stunned.
In just forty minutes, he lost his driver's license?
And his license plate too!
Pei Daguang rushed to the underground parking garage and found that the license plates, which were fine in the morning, were now all gone!
It's a ghost!
As Pei Daguang thought of this, he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, and he heard a cold breath on his neck.
He subconsciously looked towards the empty underground parking garage. In the dim light, it seemed as if a woman with flowing hair and wearing a long red dress would stand in the distance at any moment.
With a scream, Pei Daguang practically tumbled back to his office, leaving his employees dumbfounded.
——
When Wen Li arrived at the scene, her agent and assistant were there.
The assistant was very diligent, and as soon as she arrived on set, she would pour water and massage Wen Li, which made Wen Li feel a little uncomfortable.
"Sister Xiaoxi, you don't need to do this."
Xiao Xi has been in the workforce for more than half a year. When she first entered the workforce, she thought it was great to have a boss like Wen Li. However, while Wen Li was in school, the company assigned Xiao Xi to work alongside other junior artists.
Those minor celebrities with only tens of thousands of fans may seem small, but they can be quite temperamental.
Xiao Xi has gotten used to it over the past six months.
Hearing Wen Li say this, Xiao Xi's eyes reddened: "This is the job an assistant should do."
Wen Li didn't quite agree with that, saying, "Making you an assistant doesn't mean you have to be a slave. Massage parlors charge two hundred yuan an hour, and you only make six thousand a month?"
Xiao Xi blushed, lowered her head, and shook her head.
Assistants in the entertainment industry generally don't earn high salaries. However, if they work for a good artist, their salary is usually enough to cover their expenses, since the company pays for their rent, and they can eat with the crew, so they don't have many other expenses.
But some celebrities are different. They earn a lot of money, and sometimes when they want to buy a cup of coffee or milk tea or order takeout, they have their assistants pay for it, but they never think about paying back the money.
Those celebrities owed Xiaoxi a lot of money before.
Looking at Xiao Xi, Wen Li thought that when she worked with her, Xiao Xi was like a sunflower in summer, always cheerful and full of energy. But now, Xiao Xi just seemed to have a strong sense of professionalism.
“I didn’t mean to say your salary is low. I can’t control what others do, but I don’t need you to give me massages or do anything beyond what an assistant would do. If you do, I have to pay you or I should thank you.”
Xiao Xi was stunned. Her soft voice was like a stream hitting rocks in the mountains, making people feel comfortable and amazed.
"I...I understand."
The team was still preparing. Wen Li sat in the break room for a while. After Zhou Xingyun finished giving instructions to the work team, he pushed open the door and saw Wen Li hunched over the table working on her assignment.
Upon hearing the sound, Wen Li looked up.
Today she wore a brown coat and a dark-colored skirt of the same color, revealing her fair and straight legs.
Upon seeing Zhou Xingyun, Wen Li immediately put down her pen and hurriedly said, "Brother Zhou, you're here just in time. I have something to tell you."
Before Zhou Xingyun could speak, Wen Li immediately stated her request.
It's still because of Xiaoxi.
She will definitely continue in the entertainment industry in the future, after all, it's a quick way to make money, and she really likes it. If she can't find a job after graduating from university, she'll still have a skill to make a living.
Xiao Xi and she got along very well and had become familiar with each other, so she asked Zhou Xingyun to let Xiao Xi be her assistant and not to send her to work for other artists in the future because of staff shortages.
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